The silver light from the accumulated snow illuminated the sky and the earth. The entire forest was like a relief sculpture on a white marble.
He Yiming stood quietly on the snowy ground in the forest. Facing the destructive power in front of him, which seemed to be inhuman, his heart was filled with emotion.
Ever since he started cultivating his internal strength, the most powerful move he had ever displayed was undoubtedly the one he had displayed when he was facing the Golden-crowned Python. His body's potential had been exhausted. When he was in the Houtian realm, he had stimulated all the internal strength in his body and displayed that incomparably stunning strike.
However, since then, he had never performed such a powerful move again.
Even after he had mastered the Cultivation of the Five Elements, he still had no way to display this move. Every time he had accumulated more than half of his strength, he was simply unable to display all of his strength in an instant.
Unexpectedly, today, after he had finished refining the glaive and successfully integrated the fist intent of the Soft Palm into the glaive in the snowy sky, he had inexplicably displayed that earth-shattering move.
At that moment, the meridians in his body seemed to have become able to withstand the powerful impact of this move. The Five Elements rotated in rotation, and the potential of the cycle was completely stimulated.
The power of this glaive was even more powerful than before. More importantly, after displaying this glaive, He Yiming did not faint due to the exhaustion of his Qi. Although he felt extremely tired, and the internal Qi in his body was greatly consumed in an instant, in just a breath, a huge amount of energy swarmed into He Yiming's body from the outside, and his internal Qi was once again abundant.
Of course, the speed of the influx of internal Qi could not be compared to the consumption of that move. At the moment, the internal Qi in his body was only enough to allow him to move freely. If he were to display the same move again, it would be impossible in a short period of time.
He calmed down and sat down beside this terrifying straight line that was as long as twenty meters.
He suddenly frowned. He had already remembered.
In the past, the glaive had displayed all of his internal strength without reservation. That was why it was so powerful when he was in the Houtian realm, and killed the Golden-crowned Python in one fell swoop.
Although this glaive now had the same power, he was now in the Houtian realm.
The power of the Innate and Acquired ultimate skills was actually on par with each other. This didn't seem normal.
It seemed that there was still a long way to go if he wanted to truly recreate his former might and unleash all of his True Qi in an instant …
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The Withered Tree Art in his body was instantly pushed to the limit. The speed at which the Heaven and Earth Qi from the outside world rushed in increased by a lot. It was far from something that could be absorbed automatically.
After an entire hour, He Yiming stood up again. With a light jump, the 360-pound glaive flew into his hand. He then brandished the glaive and performed simple moves.
This time, what he used wasn't the Soft Palm technique, but the special skill of the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms.
However, it was obvious that He Yiming wasn't using the Five Elements Art. Instead, he was purely using the Mixed Yuan Force of the Gold Attribute as the foundation. He was able to display the power of this Gold Attribute Innate Skill to the extreme under normal circumstances.
The Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms was a metal-attribute Xian Tian level fighting skill. All the moves were straightforward and broad. The only difference between this fighting skill and an ordinary fighting skill was that this fighting skill had an ingenious way of channeling energy. It could unleash the power of the Real Qi inside one's body to the fullest extent.
When He Yiming performed the first move smoothly, there was even a layer of faint golden light around his body. The glaive was even more fierce, and the golden light was flashing. It was as majestic as a god descending to the earth.
Among these sixteen forms, in addition to the downward slash that was similar to Mount Tai, there was also a move that was similar to Total Annihilation from the left to the right. However, no matter what kind of move it was, it required the support of a strong force. Every time the user's strength increased, the power of this combat skill seemed to increase by ten times.
To be able to expand every bit of strength to such an extent, this cultivation technique was definitely extremely powerful even among Xiantian combat skills.
Half an hour later, He Yiming finally put away his glaive. He was already very satisfied with his combat skill.
Looking at his surroundings, this forest was already in a sorry state because of him. Above the thirty meter long area, there was even black soil that had been blown up, looking incomparably terrifying.
He frowned and pondered for a moment. Then, he raised his glaive and slashed a few times on the stone bed that didn't look like a furnace or a bed.
With every slash, the bed would instantly break, and very quickly, it was divided into more than ten pieces of different sizes.
With a light flick of the dozen or so stones, they immediately left clear traces in the air and landed on the black ground.
Following that, He Yiming ran in the snow at the speed of lightning. At the same time, he picked up the snow around him and put it on the glaive path.
After some time, the path was tidied up. Although it still looked like a mess, it was far from being as terrifying as before.
As long as there was another snowfall, the path would probably be covered again. The only eyesore was that not a single blade of grass grew on the path, which would be unbelievable.
However, in the depths of the forest, after a few years, lush flowers and trees would grow again, covering all traces of the destruction.
Once everything was done, He Yiming dismantled his glaive, patted his butt, and went down the mountain in a cool and unrestrained manner.
This time, in addition to the time spent transporting firewood, he had spent a day and a night on this trip. Even so, the excitement in his heart could not be seen from his appearance.
Nevertheless, as soon as he returned to the Yuan residence, he immediately sensed an extremely solemn atmosphere.
But this time, all the servants who met him looked at him with eyes that were filled with fear, as well as intense joy and expectation.
He Yiming was puzzled. 'What's wrong with these people? Don't they think I'm the reincarnation of a monster after not seeing me for a day? '
A person quickly came up to him. It was Yuan Lixuan, who was in charge of receiving them.
Initially, Yuan Lixuan had been following He Yitian around. It was not until He Yiming displayed an unimaginable power that he realized the most powerful person among the younger generation in the He family was not He Yiming, but the ordinary-looking young man.
When Yuan Lixuan saw He Yiming, his eyes immediately lit up. He hurriedly crawled over and greeted him, "Sixth Brother He, you're finally back."
Goosebumps immediately appeared on He Yiming's body. This form of address was too intimate. Moreover, this person was obviously older than him. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he could not stand it.
He Yiming squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother Yuan, you're too polite. May I know where my eldest uncle and elder brother are?"
Yuan Lixuan hurriedly replied, "Sixth Brother He, Eldest Uncle He and Eldest Brother He are in the main hall." He took a deep breath and added, "Eldest Young Master Fan brought two diners to visit the manor. Eldest Uncle He and the others are in the main hall. "
He Yiming's eyes immediately flashed with a glint that no one dared to look at. He did not expect these people to come knocking on his door when he went out to refine a saber.
When Yuan Lixuan's gaze met He Yiming's, he immediately felt a chill in his heart. His entire body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, and he actually began to tremble slightly. He thought to himself, 'Sixth Brother He, how far has he cultivated? Why is his aura so strong? It seems that even Eldest Uncle He is not that scary.'
"How long have they been here?" He Yiming asked in a low voice.
"They just arrived. It's only been a cup of tea's time," Yuan Lixuan quickly replied.
He Yiming nodded slightly at him and strode toward the main hall.
Although he had not been in the Yuan family for long, he did not forget the path to the main hall.
Because if he entered from the main door, as long as he walked straight forward, he would definitely reach the main hall. This was basically correct no matter where he was.
Yuan Lixuan eagerly followed behind him. He was quite nervous. It seemed that the Fan family could no longer hold back and wanted to make a move. He just did not know if the Yuan family could survive this time.
When He Yiming arrived at the main hall, he found that the atmosphere in the main hall was not as hostile as he had imagined. Instead, it was very harmonious.
However, when he entered, the gazes of the people in the main hall immediately gathered on him.
Other than Yuan Zhencheng and He Quanxin, there were three other strangers.
Among the three people, one was a young man in his late twenties, and the other two were a pair of middle-aged men with similar appearances.
The young man's face was handsome, especially his two ink-like long eyebrows, which were like two wild goose feathers, slanted to his temples. His eyes flashed with a vigilant gaze, and there seemed to be a smile on his face, which made people have a good impression of him.
As for the two middle-aged men, their faces had a greenish-yellow color, as if they were malnourished.
However, when He Yiming's gaze fell on the two of them, he suddenly frowned slightly.
He had already stepped into the Xiantian Realm, and when he observed the masters in the Postcelestial Realm, he could easily see the true strength of these people. Although the young man was a few years older than He Yitian, his internal strength was only at the seventh level.
However, these two middle-aged men were not simple. Although they were not tenth level masters, their cultivation had reached the ninth level. Moreover, from the frequency of their breathing, He Yiming could feel that they must have practiced the same cultivation method. Moreover, the small movements they showed made He Yiming understand that if the two of them fought with others, they would definitely be able to cooperate well.
With just a glance, He Yiming understood many things that ordinary people would not be able to notice. This was the horror of the Xiantian Realm masters.
They not only used their eyes to look at people, but also used the Qi of Heaven and Earth that was connected to the outside world. They could often notice things that others could not see from extremely small places.
When Yuan Zhencheng saw He Yiming, his eyes suddenly lit up. At this moment, He Yiming's position in his heart was no less than He Quanxin's, so when he saw him, he naturally felt more relieved.
"Nephew Yiming, come quickly." Yuan Zhencheng laughed and said, "Let me introduce you. This is the young master of the Fan Family, Fan Haori. He is a well-known rising star among the younger generation of our Zhengtong County."
Fan Haori smiled very gracefully and said, "Uncle Ji, you flatter me. How can this little nephew's cultivation method enter Brother He's eyes?"
Yuan Zhencheng laughed and continued, "Nephew Yiming, these two are the two diners of the Fan Family, Mr. Xiao Yifan and Mr. Xiao Yilin."
After the two heard Yuan Zhencheng's introduction, they still swaggered and sat on the chairs, ignoring He Yiming.
A trace of anger flashed across Yuan Zhencheng's face, but it quickly disappeared.
He Yiming nodded slightly at them. When he was about to walk to his uncle's side, he saw his big brother give him a look.
Looking in the direction of his uncle's eyes, the two brothers of the Xiao Family's arrogant eyes actually had a trace of provocation. However, they were not paying attention to him, but to his uncle, He Quanxin.
He Yiming immediately understood that his big brother was angry at those two, but he knew that he was not their opponent, so he wanted him to act and teach them a lesson.
Nodding slightly, He Yiming's footsteps paused, but he saw He Quanxin frown slightly and say, "Yiming, sit beside me."
He Yiming was helpless. He shrugged slightly at his big brother and obediently walked to his uncle's side and sat down.
At this moment, he was carrying a large glaive that weighed more than 150 kilograms on his back, but when he sat on the chair, it was as if it was weightless. The chair under his butt did not even sway.
Fan Haori and the other two did not know, but Yuan Zhencheng and the others all knew the weight of the long strip of cloth on He Yiming's back. Immediately, there was a trace of respect in their eyes, and even He Quanxin was no exception.
He could also use his internal energy to offset the weight of the glaive, but if he wanted to lift it as easily as He Yiming, as if it was nothing, then it would be very, very difficult.
The two sides chatted for a while, then Fan Haori suddenly changed the topic and said, "Uncle Ji, I have come this time to represent Master Zeyu."
The smile on Yuan Zhencheng's face immediately faded. He calmly said, "So it is Master Zeyu. Nephew Fan may not know, but Master Zeyu has been expelled from the Yuan Family by my father. He is no longer a member of our Yuan Family. From now on, his actions have nothing to do with our Yuan Family. "
Fan Haori's expression did not change. He said, "Uncle Ji, you are wrong. Master Zeyu was originally the eldest son of the Yuan Family. Although he did not take over the position of the head of the Yuan Family, he is still the closest descendant of the Yuan Family. How can he be casually expelled?"
Yuan Zhencheng laughed coldly. He said, "Nephew Fan, this seems to be a matter of our Yuan Family. It has nothing to do with your family."
Fan Haori was still smiling. He said, "Originally, it had nothing to do with our Fan Family. However, I believe uncle knows that I have married Master Zeyu's granddaughter." A light flashed in his eyes. He said, "As his grandson-in-law, I can't just stand by and watch him be wronged in the family."
Yuan Zhencheng cracked a smile, but this smile was full of coldness. "Then how does nephew Fan plan to interfere?"
Fan Haori smiled. He said, "Master Zeyu asked me to pass on a message. According to the inheritance method of the eldest son, the Yuan Family should belong to him. Therefore, I hope that second master Zeyu and uncle Ji can move out of the Yuan Family within ten days." The smile on his face grew wider. "Then, everyone will take a step back. There will be room for us to meet in the future."
Yuan Zhencheng was so angry that he laughed. He said, "What if we don't agree?"
Fan Haori laughed bitterly. He said, "If you don't agree, then it will be troublesome. I'm afraid that Master Zeyu will personally come to take back what belongs to him."
He Yiming's heart was moved. The Fan Family had been silent for the past few days. However, when they showed their faces, they were immediately aggressive. They did not give them any face. Did they not know that his uncle was also an expert of the tenth level of inner strength? Why did they act like they had the Yuan Family in their grasp?
Before Yuan Zhencheng could say anything, He Quanxin laughed. He said, "Little brother Fan, you sure talk big. If that's the case, then please bring your men and come take it back."
Yuan Zhencheng secretly let out a sigh of relief and cast a grateful glance in He Quanxin's direction. He could not be as confident as He Quanxin when facing Fan Haori. After all, there was still a terrifying expert of the tenth level of inner strength in the Fan Family.
"Eldest young master, we brothers have already said that we should just come and take what belongs to us. There is no need to be long-winded with them. If they don't want to let go, then just send them on their way."
A gloomy voice sounded. It was one of the two diners, Xiao Yifan.
As soon as this person opened his mouth, He Yiming immediately noticed that although he called him Eldest Young Master, there was not the slightest hint of respect in his tone. However, Fan Haori immediately turned around in his chair and said with a smile, "Uncle Xiao's guidance is correct. This nephew has learned."
He Quanxin's face darkened. Even with his self-control, he could not help but feel resentful.
He slowly stood up. His gaze was as sharp as a knife. "Little brother Fan, this is a matter of the Yuan Family. Logically speaking, you and I should not interfere. But since little brother Fan is so overbearing, then this old man will not be willing to be left behind. However, little brother Fan, please be careful. There are some things that cannot be interfered with. Otherwise, not only will there be no benefits, but you will also lose your foundation. When that happens, it will be too late for regrets. "
Fan Haori's face changed slightly. He could face Yuan Zhencheng calmly, but when faced with the threat of a tenth level inner strength expert, he did not dare ignore it.
Xiao Yifan and Xiao Yilin looked at each other. The two of them had the same thought. They stood up at the same time and saluted He Quanxin. "Thank you, Brother He, for your guidance."
Before they finished speaking, they had already taken a step forward. In that one step, the two of them had crossed the distance between them and arrived in front of He Quanxin.
Four arms bent at an extremely strange angle. It was as if there were no joints at all. They were like four steel whips. Accompanied by the whistling of the wind, they whipped towards He Quanxin.
He Yiming's eyes narrowed. Their actions were absolutely out of everyone's expectations.
Two Stage Nine Internal Force Cultivators dared to challenge a Stage Ten Internal Force Cultivator in broad daylight. This was already beyond the scope of what everyone could understand.
Although there was only one level difference between the ninth level and the tenth level, this level was also the difference between heaven and earth. One more level was definitely not enough to make up for the difference.
There was an incomprehensible strangeness in everyone's hearts. Could these two people be a pair of lunatics?
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